Destined Mates Novels & Stories

Her voice was a symphony of pure enchantment, a melodic whisper that could charm the gods themselves. “Mate? What's that?” I asked again, still walking closer to her. She never left where she was, and I never got closer to her. “Mate is referred to as a predestined, supernatural bond between two individuals. They are soulmates. And mate bond is a fated union, chosen by me to identify who your mate is. It's marked by a strong, irresistible attraction between the two mates.” Her tone was soothing, calming, and uplifting all at once, like a gentle summer breeze.

"She foretold our future to Nana our guardian wolf who raised us and told her that I and my brothers have a rare spiritual bond that makes us seem like one person. We were destined to be mated to only one female in this lifetime and whoever found her first would bring her home to the others. This is our destiny, Jade. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you before. I just assumed you would be happy to know that you'll have three of me instead of just one.” I exhaled slowly as I rose to a sitting position on the soft couch. “Let me get this straight; some kind of spooky force from your mother bound you guys together and thus, you only get to share one mate, right? So, doesn’t the mate in question have a

I could not understand the scent and the need to claim and own her. She looked at me, and I noticed that it had clicked in her mind just like it clicked in mine. We were fated mates. The goddess had blessed our union without a blue moon. In a world where finding mates was rare, we did not only get to find ours and reject them; we became second-chance mates. Seeing this, I prayed that Susan and Devin would also find second-chance mates too and leave us alone.

I ask Alexander, pointing at the word, “A soulmate? Two wolves bound by their soul? What does that mean?” “Well,” Alexander starts, “Supernatural relationships often work in the same way human relationships do. Once you fall in love with a person, or if you find them to be compatible with you, with their consent you can mate with them and form a family. Humans call this marriage, but to us, it’s just simply mating. My mother is my father’s mate, they fell in love and established the mate bond in front of the Goddess. That’s how it normally works. But there are certain individuals whose souls are connected with another person. It’s a bond unlike any other, rumored to be forged by the Goddess

His same possessive voice whispers pulling me closer to him, so his lips brushed against my earlobe, a shiver soon rushing through my body and down my spine as he did so. “But what is a mate?” I asked realising I had once again side tracked us with my many questions, where Dominic closed his eyes, leaned closer to my neck and took a deep breath in, his eyes seeming to return to blue once he looked back. “When a werewolf is born, the moon goddess herself assigns each a mate, this is a person designed especially, for them. Their souls can only be one when they are together, they fit so perfectly with one another and are destined to meet and spend the rest of their lives together. When they are

We couldn’t be anything but fated mates. I look up at him with anguish in my eyes. “You may have rejected me but I won’t. You can’t make me.” Michael stands up from his crouched position in from of me and turns to his Beta, Dom. “We’ll see about that. Dom, hit her until she she’s ready to reject the mate bond.” Dom answers Michael, astonishment evident in his tone. “Now Alpha, maybe we shouldn’t. She already looks like she’s in more pain than what an average rejection would cause. Maybe we should-”

“There’s so much about our people that you don’t know. I don’t like overwhelming you or scaring you away.” “Just say it.” She let go of his hand and leaned back away from him, done with waiting. “Fine,” He said. “Our kind has something called fated mate bond. Wolves can bond to mate. Call it love. Call desire. Call fate. It’s not controllable, we don’t get to decide, the Moon chooses our destinies. It happens in her timing, when she decides, with whom she chooses.” “Soulmates,” Lacee whispered as she was trying to understand what he was explaining.

Carla elaborated, "It's a connection beyond time and space. Shifters often spend their lives seeking their mates, and when found, it transforms everything. Mates are destined to support and complete each other." As the explanation unfolded, John grappled with the concept of mates, imagining his missing pieces scattered across the vast tapestry of existence. The silent connection hummed subtly in the background of life, growing stronger over the years until the shifter felt an unmistakable pull toward their other half or halves. This sensation manifested as tingles, a magnetic force drawing them inevitably to those holding the fragments of their essence. The imagery of invisible threads weavi

he murmured, all smiles like an infant's. "And you are mine," I whispered back. Durmas continued the ritual, his chants sealing the sacred bond between us. When he finally declared us mated, the room erupted into cheers, warriors howling in celebration. Kane wasted no time. He pulled me against him, crashing his lips to mine. The world faded, the noise drowned out by the persistent racing of my heart. Hours later, the ceremony came to an end. The cheers, the vows, the solemnity of the rituals, it all felt like a beautiful dream.

No wonder you’re a bit overpowered. "Meeting my mate here and now is so unexpected" she said in a slightly shaken voice. "And it's a lot to take in." Hailey gave her a reassuring smile. "It is a lot, but it’s also wonderful. Take a moment to breathe and process it. You’ve found your mate, Jane. That’s something to celebrate.” Jane smiled weakly, some of the tension leaving her body. "You’re right. It’s just...a lot.” Hailey reached over and squeezed her shoulder lightly. "I am here for you, anything that you want. Let's go back in there, find your mate and do a proper introduction."